Uncle Rob was the closest and probably the most trustworthy, he was in a low lawn chair with nothing but a black square cut swim trunk on. He had his eyes closed but you could tell he was awake. You climbed up onto the chair where his was, figuring his trunks were the easiest thing to climb, you grab the spandex and continue to pull yourself up until you were on his thigh. The small movement you make causes him to look around...
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